Monday, May 20, 2013

I went to dinner a few weeks ago at a beautiful restaurant at the top of the hill with a commanding view of the Pacific ocean. There was a mass of miniature rowboats tacked up on the wall, and I thought, 'Wow, that's really neat. I wonder where they are floating to, all going upward like that.'

Thursday, May 2, 2013

What I want to write has nothing to do with that picture. That picture is kind of sad. Originally, the fish had no eyeball, but my younger daughter was horrified and upset with me, so I relented.

Forget about the picture. What I really want to write is Thank You. Thank you for visiting and leaving encouraging words. Thank you for not throwing in the towel, like I so often want to do when things get me down. Traveling around the world through the interweb and seeing the unflagging hope and cheer and happiness and humor in your posts and artwork were exactly what I needed to get that ol' merry-making machine cranking again. She just needed a little grease, that's all. :)

And while I'm at it, I also want to salute and thank all the men and women in uniform, overseas and here at home, all the first responders and spontaneous helpers who risk their lives and rush into dangerous situations to help people in need. Too often, they are unsung and under-appreciated. Thank you, thank you, thank you.

Farewell and thank you, too, to Penelope of Illustration Friday. Thank you for creating an amazingly nurturing and inspiring community of artists. Some of the people I hold dearest I have met through IF.

Good grief, this is starting to sound like a retirement speech at a work party.

Oh, before I go, I wanted to share with you pictures of a photo album that Ana of Albumes Artesanales Y más created for a special young client. Her craftsmanship is fantastic! You can see more of her gorgeous albums at http://albumesartesanalesymas.blogspot.com/. Thanks, Ana!

(photos courtesy of Ana)

I hope you have a beautiful and energizing and mind-bogglingly amazing weekend!

*EDIT: Just to be clear, I'm not retiring. You can't get rid of me that easily. :)

Mea Culpa

Dilettante Extraordinaire.
I'm an advertiser-turned psychologist-turned stay-at-home mom, caught between yearnings for intellectual stimulation and creative explosion and not being able to do either with full conviction.